Intermezzo (6)

A massive amount of divine power and Mana comes flying in with Aileen’s booming shout. They soon seep into every part of my body, gently caressing my heart and other organs, creating the illusion that they’re extracting everything inside.

Being extracted. I couldn’t explain it any better than that. It was a feeling of things inside being pulled out, but never violently taken away.

“Oh, oh… uh, ah?”

It was a bizarre sensation. My consciousness blurred, and the distance between me and myself grew further and further. I was clearly present here, yet my body felt distant, as if separated. Soul separation? Etherealization? No. The body clearly exists, but I’m not there.

It was while I was surrendering myself to this strange, unpleasant, and even hazy, mystical sensation.

• Tzeubeubeup…

‘Ah, the Memory Rod-‘

The Memory Rod was already half-extracted, and I’d lost control. My mind, torn to shreds by the pleasure of having my memories extracted, faintly screamed no, but my body just drooled stupidly.

• Tzeubop, Tzeubeup…

Eventually, with a sleazy ppong sound, the Memory Rod was ejected.

‘It’s, over, daa…♡’

I tasted the coolness of my emptied abdomen, that is, a primal and simple pleasure, and pissed myself. I couldn’t even feel the sensation of pissing myself anymore, and I couldn’t even see in front of me, but the pleasure that felt like my whole body was being torn apart remained firmly-

‘Ah…?’

The sensation, remains, …does it?

‘Uh, ra?’

Consciousness remains. Even though the Memory Rod was extracted and my body became an empty shell, I could still think. It was a truly bizarre feeling, except that even that wasn’t perfect and often cut off.

‘Is consciousness remaining in the body?’

Is it secondary synchronization? I didn’t get a detailed explanation because I was putting all my effort into maintaining the rod stuck in my ass.

‘I can’t… use magic.’

One thing was certain: I couldn’t use magic. And this was also strange. Even if the body and soul were separated, I should still be able to use magic just fine. Unless the organ that absorbs and refines Mana is damaged or gone…

• Hey, come on! Daddy! I told you not to touch me during secondary synchronization!

At that moment, Aileen’s voice… or rather, the vibrations of her voice and the flow of Mana were captured in my thoughts.

• I was just trying it for fun, I didn’t know it would work. Was there a problem?

• Aaaaniyo. It’s okay. The soul has already been overwritten.

It was a simple sonic technique that allowed me to understand the content without hearing it. They call it something different here, but anyway.

‘Aileen. What did you do to my body?’

I asked calmly. It seemed that Aileen had taken some action on my body. Otherwise, how could she shut down the magic system of an Archmage?

• What do you mean the soul has been overwritten?

• Here, this rod contains Mom’s soul and memories… everything. Huhu.

• Then what about this body?

• It’s just an empty shell. It’s exactly the same as the dummy bodies Mom often makes. Buuut, if you poke her pussy or kiss her, she’ll react a little?

Aileen ignored me. No, she reacted as if she hadn’t heard me at all. I swallowed hard and slowly analyzed the conversation between the two of them.

‘My body is… a shell?’

Wasn’t the memory supposed to permeate the body? Then, what am I now? How am I maintaining my thoughts? It was when uneasy thoughts were gradually filling me up.

• So, that rod… contains Yujin?

• Yes! That’s right! It’s a slight twist on the Holy Relic Ritual performed by the Holy See, so you can rest assured♪

• How did you know that? It’s supposed to be confidential.

• Don’t think I only have two eyes. Heheng.

Rod? Holy Relic Ritual? I immediately stopped thinking and poured all my effort into concretizing the external image. I couldn’t absorb Mana, so I had to use the faintly remaining Mana of Aileen, but somehow it was possible.

‘Ah, ah…’

And there-

‘Th, this is…’

-a faintly wriggling gray Memory Rod was visible.

‘M, me? This? This jelly blob?’

I wanted to scream, but since I didn’t have vocal cords, I just suppressed it inside.

• Wriggle.

At that moment, the jelly wriggled. The jelly, which wriggled whenever I showed intense emotions, seemed to confirm that that sleazy thing was me.

‘Th, this is. U, unbelievable. J, just a moment! Aileen! Aileen-!!’

I shouted at Aileen. Isn’t this too dangerous? It’s said to be indestructible, but it’s too unstable. If you overwrite memories and souls onto external objects and a long time passes, they might ‘discolor’.

The adaptability of the soul is incredibly fast, so it adapts quickly even if the object it inhabits is not a human body. If a human soul inhabits a sword, the soul and ego will change to match the sword. Of course, it takes a long time for that to happen…

• Ah, it’s wriggling. I guess Mom noticed!

Aileen was just innocently looking at ‘me’.

• Noticed what?

• Well, would you like to touch it? I don’t know if you’ll feel anything… but doesn’t having a reaction mean you can give external stimuli?

Then she reached out her hand towards ‘me’… Ah, wh, what? A hand, ah, just a moment-

• Molkang.

‘Eugeeik-?!!’

Stimulation is transmitted without even having time to prepare. A strange sensation that was 180 degrees different from caressing a human body. Consciousness contracted and expanded repeatedly.

‘Ah, oh, ah…?’

It’s not the pleasure of thoughts flashing. It just felt like the shape of my soul was changing for a purpose.

‘Ah, ah…? Wh, what is this…?!’

I snapped back to my senses. And suddenly, I remembered what I had heard from Shemel, the sub-priestess of the Lushellini branch temple.

Holy relics are weapons engraved with the soul of a saint split into pieces. They said that the more they are wielded, the more blood they absorb on the battlefield, the stronger they become. Because the soul changes according to its purpose.

• It doesn’t smell at all, considering it went in and out of your ass.

• We’re semi-spiritual bodies. There’s no way there could be foreign substances.

• Molkang.

‘D, dangerous, th, this…’

However, the soul is reacting just by being touched. It was reacting to this as ‘purpose’-that is, ‘use’.

‘Ah, oh, ok…’

Shuriel, who received the Memory Rod, fondled it with her hands, enjoying the bouncy and elastic sensation. Every time she did, it felt like my consciousness was cutting off.

• It’s wriggling a lot.

• Hmm, I wonder if that means she likes it?

It wriggles incessantly on her hand. The more intensely it reacts, the faster the soul adapts, so it was necessary to restrain my emotions, but there was no way that was possible.

‘If I’m happy about this… it, shouldn’t be happening…’

The happier I am, the more my soul changes to fit ‘this situation’. Yes, into a sex toy that just waits to be touched and inserted.

‘I’m really, becoming a toy… ha, heu.’

Asking to be treated like a toy didn’t mean asking to be made into a real toy, but this wasn’t so bad either…

‘Ah, no. If I think like that, it’s really over…’

A sense of loss greater than revising the slave contract to a lifetime period would come. Although, it’s questionable whether the thoughts to feel that sense of loss would even remain.

• All I have to do is put it back in?

• Yes. Anytime.

Th, that’s right. Put it in quickly. I’m telling you to put it in. I pleaded, wriggling fiercely.

The Holy Relic Ritual that Aileen mentioned is a technique to seal the souls of saints who cannot ascend and wander around. It’s a secret that’s not disclosed externally for ethical reasons, but for some reason, Aileen knows about it.

Right now, it wasn’t the time to worry about that, though.

“Ha…”

It was truly… a funny sight. That a great mage who could face the Empire alone was trapped in such a rod.

“There won’t be any strange symptoms if I put it in, right?”

“It’s safe. The soul has been overwritten. But if you keep putting it in and taking it out, it might break? Not permanently, but just a temporary intellectual disability?”

He didn’t have any strange fetishes, but the sight was so ridiculous that he couldn’t help but laugh.

“Heu, right. To laugh at something like this. I’ve really gone too far.”

He made a meaningless self-deprecating remark and received the Memory Rod. A memory that twitches every time it’s touched, no… ‘Yujin’. Looking at this made him feel bad, but it also aroused a base desire for domination.

• Tuk.

Shuriel approached the shell, which was standing blankly with a lost focus. Yujin’s body, which produces Vaginal Fluid when you touch her pussy, and whose plump tongue sticks out when you touch her mouth, had a definite reaction.

If you could look at such a body and not feel anything, you must be impotent. Shuriel took out his erect dick without hesitation. Aileen… was used to it now.

• Hwak!

When he grabbed the shell’s hand and pulled, she was led in weakly. Whether it was because she had no soul or because of a conditioned reflex, she hugged his waist.

“To be this lewd even as a shell…”

• Jjibeubeup…

He spread her pussy and shoved his dick in. It was still an incredible tightness. The vaginal walls wriggled and greedily tightened around his dick, which had entered her uterus. Even amidst all that, her wriggling tongue, as if wanting a kiss, was so alluring that he couldn’t dare ignore it.

“Eunghu…”

The soulless shell accepted Shuriel’s tongue with blank eyes. She was breathing, letting out hot breaths.

“Then… let’s begin.”

He laid the shell on top of his body and raised her ass. His dick was still inserted, but it wasn’t that bothersome.

More than that, what would happen if he inserted the Memory Rod while his dick was inserted? He first thought about what the tightness would be like while watching her endlessly climax.

• Tzeubeup…

“Tsk. Her hole is unnecessarily small.”

But the ass hole was closed adorably, as if it had never been used. It was also difficult to insert because the Memory Rod was slippery.

“Shall I help you?”

At that moment, Aileen stepped forward and said.

“I’ll do it for you. Eucha.”

“Yeah. It’s difficult alone.”

Now he confidently receives help. Aileen seemed genuinely happy about that fact, and received the rod with a happy face.

• Tzeubeup…

In that way, a huge rod enters through a small hole.

“This is harder than I thought.”

Aileen pushed the rod in, even using both hands, but it didn’t go in easily. The size of the Memory Rod was slightly larger than Shuriel’s dick.

• Tzeubeup, Tzeubeubeup…

The length of the rectum was insufficient due to the uterus that had been remodeled while pushing out the intestines. On top of that, it was already stabbed by his dick, so the uterus and abdomen were already oversaturated.

“Daddy, your dick might feel a little cramped!”

In the end, Aileen, who had wrapped Aura around her arms, decided to forcibly shove it in, whether the flesh of her ass tore or not.

• Ssuuuk…

The Memory Rod, which pushed out the uterus and his dick and entered, stabbed the abdomen, stretching the intestines in a straight line.

“Keuk…!”

As Aileen warned, the pressure became dozens of times stronger. It was a tightness that made his dick hurt a little, but Yujin’s pussy tried to stabilize his dick even while pushing out her intestines a little more.

It expands the vaginal walls, warmly embraces him, and caresses his dick as if to soothe the pain from the pressure.

“Jen, jang!”

However, the stimulation that came in the process was so intense that he ejaculated as soon as he inserted it.

• Bureureuk…

And at the same time as the ejaculation, Yujin, who had regained consciousness by inserting the Memory Rod, opened her eyes.